Ostensibly to forestall criticism of its exhibition of "Erotic Art 66," Manhattan's Sidney Janis Gallery covered its catalogue with cameos of past erotic works, showing men and women in sexual embraces from prehistoric rock painting to Picasso. But there was no such thing inside the gallery. There was a movie of a nude woman, but she was taking a shower in black goo. Elsewhere there was a single bosom blown up to pop proportions, enlarged male genitals looming from plastic strips, and an assemblage, Green Table and Chairs, which showed two chairs, each with a single aperture, connected...
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